Saturday, February 4, 2006

Angelus part 6
Part Six of my Vamp bio!

The next evening, I rode from my cave at a great speed. My horse tore up chuncks of earth as his hooves dug into the road, sending them flying behind us. I urged him forward, snapping the reigns fiercly.
By midnight, I arrived in the next town. I slowed my steed to a trot, looking the buildings over.
"Which one..." I whispered, trying to decide which building looked like the best to gather information from. After a short ride, I found a small pub.
I tied up my ride infront of the bar.
I threw the doors open, getting alot of attention right off. My hood was still up, my face hidden in shadow.
"Can I help you, good sir?" the bartender said off to my right.
"A beer." I said.
"Certaintly." he murmured, fishing for a bottle under the counter. I walked over to him, my boots thudding heavily on the floor. I didn't sit.
"Are you new around here?" the man asked as he made my drink.
"No. And yes." I responded. He handed me the beer. "Have you heard anything about a "slayer" in this town?"
"Can't say that I have." he shook his head. I heard his heart start beating quicker.
"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" I asked, letting my eyes glow.
He took a step back.
"He would." another man said, stepping closer to me. "But I wouldn't."
I turned to face the new comer.
"Vergil is my name." he said, holding out a hand. "A pleasure."
"Angelus." I said, not bothering to take his hand. "What are you and what do you know?"
"I know of this slayer you spoke of. He passed through here several days ago. I'm well aquanted with the vampyrs of the world, as well as the slayers. A historian of sorts I am. I take record of - "
"Get to the damn point, man!" I said.
Vergil nodded. "This slayer of yours said he was after some doe vampire. A female who had killed his wife and his children."
"Impossible." I threw out a hand in a dismissive motion. "Did he speak of where he was going after that?"
Vergil shook his head. "No, but he did say where he came from."
"Where?"
"Paris."

After thanking him, I left the tavern. I walked the streets, my horse close behind me. Vergil had said the slayer was after a vampire woman, a woman who had killed the slayer's wife and children. Ana had told me that she had never drank the blood of a human - so why else would she have killed them? I resolved that this slayer must have made a mistake. Ana was a gentle creature. A pure creature.
I saw a young village girl walking the street near me, and I realized I was starving. I sprang forward, fangs bared and eyes aglow. She let out a scream, and ran in the opposite direction. I landed in her path, and grabbed her neck with one hand, lifting her into the air. I walked slowly into the ally with my prey.
I pressed her up against the wall, feeling my mouth salivate. I was overwhelmingly hungry. I needed to feed. I opened my mouth and leaned forward.
Tears fell from her eyes. I didn't move. Her green eyes were shaking with fear, as was the rest of her body.
"I..." I said, letting her go. She fell to the ground. I took several steps back. "I'm...sorry..." I shook my head, as if awakening from a daze.
She got up and ran.
"A demon!" she screamed. "Hide your children! There is a vampyr in the village! A monster!"
I cringed in horror, then looked at my clawed hands. I was aware of the fangs in my mouth.
I let out a scream, and fell to my knees.
I was a monster.


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Friday, February 3, 2006

   ha ha an awesom vampiric poem from pain XIX
Loving hands touch my heart blue eyes penetrate
my own searching for resistance none to find. I
want this. Dead yet alive. Slow, soft tilt of my head
roughly yanked into his embrance loving yet
dangerous. My neck, his chalice. My blood, his life.
Sensual, erotic entangled lovers falling into oblivion.
Last breath a moan of ecstasy my death. An appitite
sated.
Peace.
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   k no more screw ups ha ha i mean i wont get angry but still
there are only 52 spaces left to put stuff on the profile so dont cut and paste stuff in there for a while alright. other than that luvs to all admire the awesom new look of the site and lets get down to business on that legend! v-v
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   Hey angelus and lv!
wee need to get our heads together and figure out a story of how we met and formed the legion just btw ill try to post the restof my bio and the story of how me n lv met today or tomorrow. lol sorry its takin so long angelus is kickin my butt now! ha ha anywho you should post on too hottie!
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   Fixed it a bit....


Hey you 2..i fixed it a bit..i mean i know i didnt put my link ...that is because...i forgot to copy it..*smiles*..
hey Angelus..dont blame yourself people make accidents...*gives Hug*
And Vince...you can fix babe..kay.....so don't blame Angelus...
well i G2g...my prey is running away *shows fangs*
catch you guys l8tr...in the clan spot...
*sends kisses 2 both*

~Lonely Vampiress~
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Sorry...
Oops...if incase you notice that certain things are different on this site, it's my fault...(Angelus, that is) Long story...hope you all can forgive a vampire who has a limited knowledge of the computer...


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   awsom stories!!
Thanx all for writing so many amazing stories! But if you would from now on pm the stories directly to the legion it would help keep my (vince vamps) inbox free. and anyone here could post it for you if you send it here. thanx
vince vamp V-V
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Thursday, February 2, 2006

   Bloody Hell

The Mightly Angelus
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Angelus part 4
Hey! Here's my fourth bio!

I burst the black smith's door off it's hindges, my eyes glowing a fierce yellow. I found him at work, even at this late hour.
"How are ye?" I asked, suddenly standing directly behind him. Before he had a chance to speak - or scream - I snapped his neck.
"Rest well." I said, looking over the weapons lining the walls. One caught my eye - a heavy broad sword. The blade was about a half foot wide, and nearly six feet long. And it was a half inch thick. It would take a very strong man to even lift it.
I grabbed it with one hand and swung it easily with one arm.
"This should do." I seethed. I bared my fangs. "I shall name you Slara, the Slayer's bane." I grabbed the sheath from the rack, and slammed the blade into it.
My next stop was the horse stables. These were well guarded, due to the large amount of theives in the nearby Carpathian mountains.
I leapt from roof to roof, my new sword strapped onto my back. I'd found a tattered black cloak, breeces, and leather shirt at the black smith's shop to replace my fancy burial garb. I felt every inch a vampire.
When I reached the stables, I snuck slowly inside from a high window. I fell gracefully to the ground, landing behind a large stallion. The beast, perhaps in reverance for the immortal behind him, did not kick. I rose from my crouch and patted it's side.
"You're black," I observed, seeing the horse clearly in the darkness. "You could serve me well. Would you like to travel with me as I seek revenge?"
The horse bowed his head low.
"Thank you." I bowed back.

Moments later...
"Stop, thief!" one of the guards shouted, lifting a torch it front of him. I sat my horse not ten paces away, looking at the mortal. I did not move a single muscle. I just stared at him. My hood was over my head, and thus I was sure he saw nothing of who I was. I knew this man in life. Borrs, his name was.
I willed my eyes to glow, and the man took a step back.
"Vampyr...upir..." he whispered. I squeezed the horse's middle, and he reared.
"Tell your family!" I screamed. "Angelus has risen!" I drew my sword, swinging it fiercly in the air.
With that, I rode away, past the paniced townsman.

I did not stop riding until the sun began to rise. I pressed my steed toward a cove of etched stone, an excellent place to set up camp for the day. But I was so eager to hunt down the slayer who had murdered Ana. It felt like dying again to stop chasing.
My goal was to ride to the next village, a place of trade and buisness. There, I was sure I would be able to gather information on this "Slayer" person. Once I found out who he was and where he came from, I would make him pay. And I swore that I would not feed until I had his corpse before me. The first blood I would taste would come from his jugular.
I snarled and watched as the sun rose from my safe haven.

Five coming soon!
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Wednesday, February 1, 2006

random random day!



vinces awesom little bro.!


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